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  Seducing Satan

  Breeding Party

  The Emperor's New Clothes

  More by Sierra Chambers

  Group Encounters 2

  by Sierra Chambers

  http://www.sierrachambers.tk

  © Copyright 2014

  All rights reserved.

  This is a work of fiction and any character resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are over 18 years of age.

  No part of this book this eBook may not be resold or given away without written permission from the author. Thank you for respecting the copyright and hard work of the author.

  This boxed set contains three spicy hot erotic shorts, all featuring multiple partners.

  Seducing Satan

  When Blair finds herself in hell, she will do anything to be safe from the supernatural terrors that await her. She decides that the best way is to become Satan’s mistress. But before she can seduce Lucifer himself, she must make her way past the devil’s guards... and they need some ‘convincing’ to let her past. Blair’s experience helps her as she tries to please the demons of hell.

  Breeding Party

  Liza wants a baby, and she knows the best way to have one is to get banged by black studs while her cuckold husband watches. So when she meets a gang of virile black men, she quickly invites the strangers to come back to her apartment and degrade her.

  The Emperor's New Clothes

  The Ballard brothers have concocted the perfect plan to get out of poverty once and for all: to convince the Emperor to purchase an imaginary robe, and an imaginary dress for his wife. Their ploy is successful.

  It should have ended there. It would have, if their stunt hadn’t given a noblewoman named Nicoline Howard an idea.

  With the help of the ambitious beauty, the two brothers expand their company of invisible clothing, and before long everyone in the land is going about their business whilst wearing clothes made of nothing. Sexual tension is at an all time high - what will happen when people’s desires take over?

  Seducing Satan

  If you had told Blair she was going to die at the age of 24, she would have laughed at you. And fair enough - there was no reason to suspect she would die that young. She was a beautiful, healthy woman who kept her body in great shape thanks to a strict diet, and an exercise regime that resulted in a firm ass and toned legs. Her long ash blonde hair flowed down her back in silky loose curls. Appearance is important, especially when you’re a whore.

  She hadn’t planned for a career as an escort. Truthfully, though she loved having sex the thought of making a career out of it had never even crossed her mind until one fateful day four years ago.

  She had been relaxing in a coffee shop alone, thinking about all the work she still hadn’t finished when a stranger had approached her. He had already had a bald patch and he had seemed a bit sleazy, and Blair had had no real interest in him… until he had offered her one hundred dollars to sleep with him that night. She hadn’t even needed to think about it. She took his money, fucked him hard, and just like that Pandora’s Box had been opened.

  After that night, Blair had flirted with the idea of becoming a hooker. She hated her University course, and loved having sex. She would have the freedom to choose her own hours, and prostitution paid very well… she would be earning an hourly rate that would’ve likely taken a decade to build up to in a conventional career path.

  So she had swapped schoolbooks for condoms, and her sexy alter ego Lora Cox had been created.

  She loved her new job – she essentially was being paid to orgasm – and thanks to her generous clients she had enough money to buy extravagant sexy lingerie and sex toys, and to go out to restaurants and bars with friends regularly.

  Blair had lived a great life, up until the night she had died.

  Stumbling home in her high heels after a night of dancing and drinking with her friends, she had tripped and fallen onto the road. She could hardly hear the screeching of the tyres over the pounding club music still reverberating in her head. The last sights on earth that she saw were the car headlights coming towards her.

  When Blair came to, she found herself in a white room the size of a football field, surrounded by other unconscious people. Some of them were slowly waking up and examining their surroundings as she was. Everyone was wearing an identical expression of confusion as they tried to figure out what had happened and where they were.

  The conscious people were gradually making their way to the only door in the room. As Blair slowly stood up, she gasped in fright as another person poofed into existence right beside her. They were unconscious too. What is this place? She wondered.

  She reached the door and, steeling her nerves, pushed it open. She was unprepared for what she saw on the other side. There was a line of people obediently standing in single file without talking. The queue stretched further than Blair could see. It was easily over a mile long, she guessed.

  She walked up to a man standing in the line. He was standing rigidly, and staring straight ahead.

  “Excuse me, what are you queuing up for?” She asked.

  He flicked his gaze towards her briefly, before staring straight ahead once again. “The sorting," he replied briefly.

  Blair suppressed a snort. What was this, Hogwarts? “Sorting for what?”

  “You’re dead. They determine whether you get into heaven or hell,” he replied.

  Blair forgot how to breathe. Her knees turned weak. Dead? She couldn’t believe it. She was way too young to die. And yet… there didn’t seem to be any other explanation for the strange place she found herself in. And the last thing she remembered was tripping onto the road in front of a car.

  She went to the back of the line and joined the queue for the sorting, still shaken up by what she had discovered. Nobody else seemed to be talking, so she decided it would probably be best for her to follow suit. It could be worse, she thought. At least there’s an afterlife. I bet that heaven’s even better than Earth. She perked up, imagining what she was about to experience. Until a terrible thought crossed her mind. What if I don’t get in?

  After what seemed like eternity, Blair finally reached the front of the queue. Her legs were aching and her mind felt numb after spending so long in utter silence. Wearily, she walked forward to the figure sitting behind a desk. He was a strange little thing. He resembled a goat, except instead of wool his body was covered in white scales. His head was human, though the horns attached to it were decidedly not.

  “Name?” He asked in a bored voice.

  “Blair Ellis,” she replied timidly. As she heard the words coming out of her mouth, she felt like kicking herself for sounding so weak and afraid.

  The goat-man’s eyes rolled back into his head. He sat, motionless, for several minutes as she waited in terrified silence.

  “You have been found guilty of the sins of lust and greed,” he said in an unearthly voice. His eyes were still rolled back in his head. “Your good deeds to not outweigh your wrongdoings. Hell awaits you.”

  Blair felt her muscles moving uncontrollably. Against her will, she found herself walking forward, beyond the goat-man, until she reached an ominous looking black hole in the ground. It was impossible to see where it led, but instinctively she knew it was the entrance to hell. She tried to resist the urge to jump, but her efforts were futile.

  She arrived in a much smaller room. Around a dozen humans were standing around in terrified silence, looking
around at each other.

  At that moment a small humanoid figure came into the room. As she looked at him, Blair felt a thrill of terror run down her spine.

  He was not tall – around five feet – and his skin was an angry red color. His chest and face looked human, but that was where the similarities ended. He had no less than four horns jutting out of his head, and his red furry legs ended in a pair of hooves. When he turned sideways, Blair could see a stubby tail.

  He appeared to be doing a head count. “Twelve, thirteen, fourteen… that’s enough. It’s time for your tour.” He grinned maliciously at the terrified crowd in front of him. “Welcome… to… HELL!” He boomed.

  The people shrank away from him, cowering against the walls of the small room.

  “My name is Beelzebub, and I will be your guide today. This is where you will spend eternity,” he continued. “Our elitist friends upstairs have decided that you are not worthy of joining them in eternal happiness.”

  A girl wailed, shrinking to her knees.

  Beelzebub glanced over at her. “Maybe you shouldn’t have been such an asshole to telemarketers,” he said dismissively. He cleared his throat. “Anyway, we like to have fun down here too… but our idea of fun differs a bit from theirs, and unfortunately for you, it involves a fair amount of torture and eternal suffering.”

  As he began to show them different parts of hell, Blair felt more and more horrified at what was in store for them.

  There was a clear divide in hell between the important people and the terrified masses. The Devil’s minions swaggered around having a ball, chatting and laughing with each other. Some were more beast than human whilst others were in various stages of deformity.

  The rest scuttled around with their heads down, eager to avoid the attention of anybody who might do them harm.

  There were several ‘viewing rooms’, where one could watch humans in exhibits forced to cope with various situations, such as being surrounded by rats or covered in shit, or being in an enclosed space that gradually filled with water. Others were forced to attack each other whilst the audience laughed and took bets on the winner.

  While the rest of her group was in a mindless terror, Blair’s mind was working nonstop. Not everybody in hell was suffering. The minions were having a blast. Her mission had to be to become one of them. But how?

  As the tour group walked through hell, she examined the minions. They all looked different. Some had tails, others horns, and their skin came in a range of colours, but it was clear they had been human once. At one stage or another, they had to have stood where she was now.

  Beelzebub took them into another small room like the one they had started in. “And that concludes our tour, ladies and gentlemen. You may now leave. You will live in fear, until you catch the eye of one of the leaders of hell who will decide whether to torture you or to put you in an exhibit, where you will stay for as long as it takes for your soul to die. You better run!”

  The terrified group scattered, except for Blair. She approached Beelzebub, her heart pounding. She prayed he wouldn’t put her in an exhibit for talking to him.

  He regarded her with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. “I don’t usually have any questions from the group,” he said. “Are you brave, or stupid?”

  “Sir, I was just wondering… how does one get to be one of the leaders of hell?”

  “They are selected by Satan himself. Sometimes their reputation precedes them, and they are selected upon their entry to hell. Other times, he finds their performance in an exhibit amusing and rescues them,” he replied.

  “Where is Satan?” Blair asked.

  Beelzebub grinned deviously as he gave her the directions, and wished her well on her journey. “I hope you make it to him,” he said sincerely. “I will find it amusing to hear what he does to you. It’s been too long since anybody’s had the lack of common sense you show.”

  Blair set out, a plan forming in her mind. If she could seduce Satan, she would be safe. She could be his mistress. She felt a thrill at the thought of being the lover of the most powerful being in existence. It could be quite easy, she thought. I bet he doesn’t get a lot of women seeking him out to have sex. And sex was Blair’s job, she knew she could satisfy him if given the chance.

  She hurried along the rocky corridors of hell with her heart pounding furiously in her chest. She prayed that she would escape the notice of anybody who would do her harm.

  She finally reached the inner sanctum. A large steel door decorated with various depictions of suffering was in front of her, manned by two identical red demons, naked except for small loincloths.

  “I wish to pass, I have business to discuss with Satan.” Blair spoke confidently, hoping they couldn’t hear the small tremble in her voice.

  One of the demons laughed at her. “Do you.” It wasn’t a question.

  Neither of them made any move.

  “Well, are you going to let me through?” she demanded.

  “Nope,” replied the demon, leaning back against the wall. “What are you gonna do about it?”

  “Please,” she said. “I need to see him.”

  “When people get through the door that Satan doesn’t want to talk to, we get destroyed,” the other demon explained. “We don’t take unnecessary risks.”

  Blair paused for a moment, considering her options.

  “I could make it worth your while,” she said. She walked over to the nicer demon and dropped to her knees, slowly moving his loincloth out of her way. The demon made no move to stop her. She gasped at what she found.

  His dick was a slightly darker red than his skin. It was long, and had bumpy ridges running along it. Blair’s pussy began to get wet thinking about how pleasurable the ridged dick would be inside her. She delicately swirled the tip of her tongue around the head of his shaft, relishing in the moaning sound she elicited from him.

  She engulfed him in her mouth, sucking on him hard and fast. She wanted him to cum quickly so that she could get inside to see Satan. As her head bobbed back and forth on his shaft, she noted how odd it felt running her lips over the ripples on his cock. She had sucked a lot of cock in her time, but this was definitely the most memorable.

  The bumps were having a slightly numbing effect on her mouth. She began to take him deeper, his member hitting the back of her throat. It didn’t hurt her, and the demon was loving it. As he grunted, she could feel his cock becoming larger and harder in her mouth.

  As she cupped his balls in her hand, gently massaging them, she could feel them tightening. He roared as he spurted his jizz into her eager mouth.

  Swallowing his demon seed, she was surprised to find that it tasted delicious. It had a sweet flavour to it.

  The demon withdrew from her mouth with a few ropes of cum still dangling from his cock. It was blue!

  Blair lapped at the dick in front of her, drinking down every last drop of his cum before turning to the other devil, who was watching the scene in astonishment. His loincloth did little to conceal his massive hard-on.

  “Come suck me, human,” he groaned, pulling away his loincloth to reveal a massive, veiny cock. It had the same bumps as the first demon’s dick, but was much larger. Blair obediently crawled over to his waiting cock and began slurping away. She could feel herself growing hornier as she pleasured the demon in front of her. Her pussy felt empty, and Blair couldn’t wait to have a demon dick inside her. Just the thought made her cunt drip in anticipation.

  She pulled her mouth away from the monster’s cock and stood up so she could quickly take off her jeans. Eager to show her toned body to the two demons, she took off her shirt too.

  “Lie down,” she whispered to the demon before her, caressing his cheek. He quickly complied.

  She sat down, impaling herself on his cock. She moaned loudly in pleasure at the sensation of her pussy being filled by his massive demon cock. She bounced up and down on his rock-hard member as he grunted in pleasure. He began thrusting up his hips, plunging himse
lf deeper inside her. Blair could feel the ridges on his cock as she rode him and not before long, she could feel herself tensing, ready to orgasm.

  She threw her head back and screamed in pleasure as she came, convulsing. She had never had an orgasm quite like that before. The bumps on his shaft and the taboo nature of what she was doing by fucking a monster had heightened her pleasure, and her legs were still quivering uncontrollably.

  The monster lying beneath her began grunting as he felt Blair’s pussy clenching and unclenching around his steel-hard cock. He began thrusting up to meet her more desperately, and Blair knew he was about to cum. She stood up and his dick slipped out of her pussy.

  The demon howled in rage. Blair didn’t care; she wasn’t going to let him spurt his cum inside her. Instead she reached for his cock with her hand and began vigorously pumping his shaft. It didn’t take him long to get back into the swing of things, and before long he was fucking her hand with reckless abandon. He quickly came, spurting his blue demon jizz all over Blair’s face and hair.

  Blair stood up slowly, wiping the cum off her face. She brought some to her mouth and drank it greedily. “It was a pleasure, boys,” she purred. “Now open the door for me please?”

  The demon she had just given a hand job to shook his head as he pointed behind her. “Your screams drew some attention to you, slut,” he said.

  Blair turned and gasped as she saw that there were now three more demon guards in the room. Their cocks were all erect, and they were stroking their shafts as they watched the scene in front of them.

  “You need to satisfy them too,” said the demon.

  Blair felt a thrill of pleasure at the idea of being the plaything of three demons at once. She was no longer in a hurry to see Satan; she felt safe now that the demons had marked her as theirs. She was ready to enjoy the pleasure of large monster cocks filling her every hole.